It’s been a long time since I’ve had a truly lazy day. I'm not talking about a day off from chores or deadlines. I'm referring to a day when I let go of everything without feeling pulled in any direction. It's the day where I don't feel like I have to be useful or productive or show up for someone else.
Most of my days for the last 15 years have been spent on others. When my kids were younger, especially when they were babies and toddlers, everything was about them. Feeding, bathing, cleaning, holding, and comforting them came first. When they were sick, it meant even less sleep and more work. At that time, I was tired all over, not just my body. It got into my thoughts and emotions as well. Everything was affected by the exhaustion.
There was no such thing as a lazy day back then. It seemed like I had to work for rest. And even when I tried to rest, it cost me something. Waking up from a nap meant a mess. A slower morning meant that I was already behind when I started my day. A moment alone was always interrupted.
At night, when everyone else was asleep, I had the house to myself. Finally, the house was quiet, and I could breathe. I stayed up, though, although I was tired. I wanted a moment when no one needed me so I could be a person again. I found out later that this was called "revenge bedtime procrastination." It made sense to me. I wasn't staying up because I had energy, but I stayed up because I didn't have any other time to be alone.
Back then, I still made time for art. I still wrote in my journal. It was not consistent but enough to keep a small part of myself alive. My creative work never stopped; it just happened in the margins during stolen hours. Or in between picking up the kids from school and doing laundry. I didn't think of it as something extra but as something I depended on.
Now, with the kids older, I have more "free time" or space. The demands on my time are different. My kids are more self-sufficient, and I can finally enjoy long periods of peace. But I still don't take lazy days.
Even on weekends when I don't have any plans or on school holidays when things are slower, I still gravitate toward my work. And by work, I don't mean a job. I mean things that feed my mind and spirit, like writing, painting, and reading. These things are not obligations. They’re what make me feel most alive.
Some people might think what I do is work. But for me, it's the opposite of draining because it gives back and keeps me grounded. I don't create to be productive. It's in my nature to create.
That's why the idea of lazy days is strange to me. I don’t resist rest. I just experience it differently. When I spend time writing or making art, I’m not trying to prove anything. This is how I return to myself and how I unwind inwardly while still moving.
If you ask me if lazy days make me feel rested or unproductive, I would say neither. I don't have lazy days. I have quiet and slow days or days where I work inward, even if nothing shows on the outside.
Rest doesn’t always look like lying on the couch doing nothing. Putting on soft music and painting without a goal in mind is one way to relax. Sometimes it's writing in a journal in the early morning, before anyone else wakes up. Sometimes it’s reading a book that makes me feel less alone.
To be honest, I don't think I want a life full of lazy days. I want to live a life where I feel like I'm really there in everything I do. Whether it's being a parent, creating something, or just being still. Maybe that's what I've been working toward all this time.
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